Whatever the reason
For their delay
In coming forth,
I believe they would not
Come forward now
Except to feel sane
And clean
Again.Sisters keep your heads up.
I also feel compassion
For the old man.
How can I not?
I love old men,
Partly because
it takes so long
For them to awaken
To themselves. The selves
They hid or put to sleep
when they were five
Or even younger.
Who knows what happens
To misalign a soul?
We can grow from this
If we try. It is not the end
Of the world. What other people
Think of us should be our last concern.
It has always been what we think of ourselves
That matters.
When we have hurt others
No matter our reason
Maturity demands we own up
Go to them
Say I am sorry and will you forgive me?
Most people don’t believe
In this
And that is why the world
Is out of control.
You have lost a beloved idol
precious to you; how will you make it
Without your belief?
I would walk on my knees over pebbles
To unbreak your heart.
But that is magic none of us can do.